Truth Calling
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the words you wrote spilled like a poet's to the page
your eyes lit up as lovers met across a stage
the warmth we saw in you came from deep within
but the tenderness we cling to was a blanket for your pain

the stars I gaze upon seem different since that day
while one shines brighter, another fades away
you light up the winter sky, the moon at your command
convinced you didn't mean it, your soul had different plans

and this is truth calling, makes its way to me
and this is love falling, falling at our feet
she was your sister, your neighbor
she was your daughter, your carer
she was your mother, your sharer
she was your friend, your lover

bowing heads of many hold your image in their minds
the endless search for answers occupies the time
gazing at the pictures with eyes they fail to see
why in a moment, robbed of reason, you embraced eternity

and this is truth calling, makes its way to me
and this is love falling, falling at our feet
truth calling, makes its way to me
and this is love falling, falling at our feet